Frantic

I watched Roman Polanski's "Frantic." I thought it was an all right movie, I mean it kept me into it the whole time. But then again, it's a thriller. Anyway, I started thinking about it yesterday and realized that the whole movie was totally dumb and unbelievable. Not that I don't know that it's a movie, unbelievable, but the story makes no sense at all. Okay, quick overview of the film. Harrison Ford and his wife are in Paris for some medical convention. They go to the hotel. They find out they have the wrong suitcase so he calls the airlines to tell them this, so they're sending someone to the hotel to pick up the suitcase and see if anyone else reports a wrong suitcase.

Harrison Ford takes a shower and while he's doing so, his wife, in the background, answers the phone, gets all wierd and tries to tell him something. He replies, "I can't hear you in here." She then goes off screen. That's the last you see of her. Harrison Ford freaks out and starts looking for her. He goes through all these obstacles and people and finally finds out what happened and it's this: the other suitcase has a piece of something to detonate atomic bombs. It was smuggled in from the US on the same flight they were on and the person smuggling it had the same suitcase, but they picked-up the wrong one. So the one that was Harrison Ford's wife's one got picked-up by the smuggler and put into the locker for the terrorists to pick up.

When they picked it up, they realized it wasn't in there, saw the name on the suitcase, traced it to her at the hotel and that was them on the phone and she went down to see what the deal was an they kidnapped her. All they wanted was that piece. So, these professional terrorists that so desperately wanted that atomic bomb device and were smart enough to trace the suitcase to their hotel and kidnapped her, didn't think to just say, "Oh, you have our suitcase, could we have it back?"

Why does Harrison Ford like being in films with inept professionals?

The thing that's been bugging me recently is people are calling for rates for renting limos. I quote them like if they're looking for Westwood to LAX, I'll say, "It's a $49 base rate. Total price is $71.95 including tax, tip, and other fees." Okay right? No dice. They get all suspicious and defensive and say, "What are other fees?" I tell them. Some of them get very precise and meticulous about the break down of rates, so much that some have cancelled orders because of it. But the thing that bugs me is why the fuck should it matter what the other fees are? I told you the total, if you agree with it, book it. If not, don't fucking use our services. Every business has different fees they apply; it shouldn't matter to you if you agree with the rate. And our added fees are fuel surcharge and admin. fee. It's not like we're putting on fees for fun and they're very reasonably priced. Fuck you!!!!